The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1887-04-07
HIS EXPERIMENT.
What a German Scientist Was
Able to Prove.

Able to Prove.
From a cosmic point of view g lovers'
quarrel is not q very serious thing, says III.
H. Boyeson, in the Epoch. But, then, moth
ing is very serious from cosmic point of
view; even Franco-Prussian war is inn
potent to ruffle the serene face of the CO.'S
mos, and earthquakes and tornadoes indi-
cate mere passing irritability and are of
no consequence. In the lofty state of mind
induced by such reflections, DR.. Max
Semmler was apt to neglect such triHes as
fashions in hats and coats aud necktieS,
which could not be brought into any pos
sible relation with his science, and when,
stimulated by the criticism of his tiancee,
Katchen Schrader, he resolved to conform
to the whims of his age, his experiments in
conformity proved always more disastrous
than his unconscious originality. That, of
course, led to scenes which were unpleasant
while they lasted, but were ''made up' in
the usual approved fashion. For all that,
something remained after these quarrels
which tears and caresses failed to efface.
1t began slowly to dawn upon Max that
some influence was at work tending to
alienate Katchen from him; and after
having vainly speculated upon it for q
month, he asked her, with all sorts of
cautious, lover-lke Circomiocutions, what
was the matter She shed q few prclm-
mary tears, which, in Max's eyes, height
ened her loveliness. and then exclaimed:
"What is the good of my concealing it
any longer, Max"
Max declared that he could see no good
in it.
81 love You, Max" she cried; ssyou know
when you are such a failure' MY father in
sists upon it that must break my engage
ment with you and marry Mr. Harbitsch,
the broker That's what makes me cry:
for can not live without you to scold, Max; I;
and yet what can l do, when papa and
mamma both throw it at me from morning
till night that YOU can make no money
that you are a failure?"
"Failure!' cried Max, jumping up and
rubbing his spectacles with his haudner-
chief; Il failure l, who have taken the
great university medal in chemistry, and
and am now a tutor with a sure promise of
professorship!"
''Yes, but what is professorshp after
all. Six or eight hundred dollars year,
with the prospects of 81 900 when you are
toe old to enjoy it. Mr. Harbitsch often
makes that in day, or even more"
gambling and cheating. l have heard that
his reputation on the bourse is very bad. If
wanted to cheat could also get rich, and
in shorter time than Harbitsch."
"Wcll, could you, nows My father says
that you scientific men are mere nightcaps,
who sit in your studies and mediate, but
can not turn your knowledge to any prac-
tical account"
DIR. Senlmler began to pace the floor
angrily, buttoning and again unbuttoning
his coat as he went. Suddenly he stopped
before his astonished fiancee.
"Katchen,' he said, seriously, what is
81 1000 more or less to man who stands face
to face with the Infinitiess'
81 do not know what it is to a man, but
TO woman who stands face to face with
the infinities it is good deal She can get
no end of things with it,"
'Ah, my child" exclaimed Max, in de-
spair, what are things9 Nothing at all.
We are ourselves nothing at all. We pro-
duce scarcely ripple upon the stream of
time. Consider the immensty Of the time
that has preceded US, the immensity of the
time that has preceded US, the immensity
of the time that will succeed us, and the
immensity of the space that surrounds us !;
the innumerable myriads and myriads of
our kind that nature has poured forth is
pouring forth and shall pour forth to all
eternity; what, then, are you and l in this
torrent OF teeming, whirlng, seething, in
exhaustible life. What occupation is no
bier and more dignified to man conscious
of his place in this cOsmic life than to con-
template natures grandeur, to investigate
her serene pitiless processes, to press his
car close to her breast and listen to her
mighty heart-beatl What is tho occupa-
tion OF paltry, purblind, money changer
compared to the calm and lofty seership of
priest in the temple of science who con
tentedly burns out the Pickering lamp of
his being in the service of the great mother
who made him?"
"That is beautiful. That is grand, in
deed, CALCULATED Katchen, much impressed
by her lovers eloquence. She put her arms
about his neck and wcpt for while con-
tentedly upon his bosom.
"You are o great man, indeed. Max"
she went on, sObbing; 81 shall never say
again that you are failure. But" size
added, hesitatingly, gazing up Mt him with
an adorable, fearful smile, ''if you only
could make little money-not on my ac
count, you know, but on fathers"
Max tore himself away from her and be-
gan once more TO pace the floor.
''But you would not have me mere ms
eraOle money -maklpg fhllistlne VINO deserts
science and invents baking powders and
shoe blacking." he cried, Indignantly.
Eyes. yes, would" she responded, en-
Enthusiastically. "Do invent something
shoe backing, for instance, warranted MOI
TO crack the leather, because that's just
what am in need of-Semmlers Shoe
Shine! b. =. 3. in all the newspapers ane
! on the street corners. Motto: A child car
blacken itself with this blacking"
She laughed with delight at her idea ant
chung once more caressingly about his neck
ssBut should be very unhappy man II
deserted science and engaged permanent,
in any such pursuit." he demonstrated
gravely.
swell, then, desert science temporarily
but only do make some money" she Goa, cd
He stood long pondering, a0d Q tremulou
Ssnlver passed through his frame,
SLOW long will you wait for metz h
asked, with stern resolution in his face.
20, could wait forever" she answered
Z tendovly; ssbut let Ne ssy year." she wen
& q. - tbs worldly reflections began to prt
= 40Omate. aa
~lEeA thsn. year,
81 sDUt teu ne" che urged, - be q
= pgaeeasd ~ deoe; s'vhst u yea meen I